Cool - World Tour lyrics

[Verse 1: Wale] Mama ain't raise no fool, true But me and my brother never made it out school She prayed on me pa**ing that bar Its way different ma you see em pa**in' out bars The definition of a jetsetter I'm Hip-Hop still livin' like a Goodfella' Castle and crooks sweater And the queen never trip she drive away faster than you look n***a Have you seen Ibiza with Beaches that look like Eva with D cups Or a beach like an HBO Feature at night, a quarter-pound of sand in my un-released nikes b**h say im hot smoking on by the night n***a you ain't know about The life When sh** gets heavier than Norbit's wife we still gotta Spit some enourmous ryhmes n***as more than like, its more than likely when you return home you ignored by the gorgeous wife And she Feel slighted and you dont want to fight with her cuz' you tired But Now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land Feet feel Swollen you gone off the Xanax and risking your life with the mic in your hand [Hook: Wale and Jazmine Sullivan] We on a world tour, Wale your man Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand New York, VA, DC, get paid We on a world tour, Wale your man Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand London, Tokyo, we gon' take you all around the globe Sing it to em' shorty Its like La da da da da da, dada da da dada da da Dada da da dada da da, dada da da dada da da Its like La da da da da da, dada da da dada da da Dada da da dada da da, dada da da dada da da [Verse 2: Wale] See Dre did Scotland and everybody jocked him I did Scotland and got no props for it Nah, that just f**ed up my Jay's which f**ed up my day, rocked wellies on stage Freezing my willie off, no hotel, I'm back on the plane while they was like go "whale" I'm so well ahead of them I'm unpaved, I did justice to Justice mon frere One thing that you n***as must acknowledge, I beat beats like a tantrum scottish kilt It's how it's dealt, I've been over more water then than Michael Phelps It's harder when you by yourself, my n***a Bun B couldn't help My n***a Rhyme Fest never think about self cause he think about wealth like Finch do MILF's on American Pie It's hard to have American pride when most of your money's made out of them lies The other half is out of them lines, they wanna make a n***a like "Ah f**" Rewinding so much that his arm hurt, relying so much that it's over paid em' and they hate em' but they wrong for it D.C. no hooges im on first [Hook: Wale] We on a world tour, Wale your man Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand New York, VA, DC, get paid We on a world tour, Wale your man Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand London, Tokyo, we gon' take you all around the globe Sing it to em' shorty [Chorus: Jazmine Sullivan] You know that when We give it, we give it hard No half steppin' baby This is who we are Every word, every word Written from the heart Wrote, wrote, wrote Broken from my heart To get with it, get with it Let me see your hands If you with us We on a world tour boogie tomorrow We're praying then can give it to me, pray in the bar [Hook: Wale] We on a world tour, Wale your man Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand New York, VA, DC, get paid We on a world tour, Wale your man Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand London, Tokyo, we gon' take you all around the globe Sing it to em' shorty [Outro: Jazmine Sullivan] It's like ta ladada data Dadada tadadadata Dadada tadadadata Dadada tadadadata